Faced with a choice between Inglorious Bastards and Julie and Julia, I deferred to my friend Beth and went with the chick-flick. There were way too many bullet holes on that poster of Brad Pitt, and I reckoned it would be easier for me to watch Merle Streep cook than for Beth to watch Brad slaughter Nazis.
It was a great choice. You know, the kingdom changes everything, and even this biographical film about a French cook oozed with the passion and creativity of the Trinity. It’s a movie about following the passions placed in our heart by Father God, and about how we come alive when we do the things we’re created to do. Of course Merle Streep, (who happens to be one of my favorite actresses), was brilliant as Julia Child, and even though I didn’t get choked up, I got worked-up and had to refrain from jumping up and cheering during several scenes.
Julia Child cooked fish. And so did Jesus. (John 21:9-13) So the way I see it, that makes cooking a holy thing. The source of that delightful cooking-joy in Julia Child found its source in the creative, cooking God.
I walked out of the theater thinking abut my passions. Am I living them? Am I throwing myself into the things the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit created me to do? Are you? You might want to check out Julie and Julia.